I’m going to the doctor next week for the first time in seven years. Figured I should. Hadn’t run for a long time since the cold and snow smackdown. Figured I should do that too, so I’m not wimpy for the doctor. That meant going to the gym. I hate the gym, but I went.
For a reward, I figured I should buy a bottle of Jameson and drink some tonight. Slightly counter-productive, but I would have bought the whiskey anyway, so at least this way, I got some exercise out of it.
Yep, my logic is deft.
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